At what point did you decide that no-one would miss you?
At what point did you decide that we were all better off without you? At what point did you decide it was right to take yourself away from us? When did that longtime plan in the back of your head, finally play out? When did you decide this time you’d cut deeper?
When did you decide that the problems of a sixteen year old girl would remain for longer than you could bear? When did you cross the point of no return,
And why was no one there?
